User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond: Unleash the Beasts of War/@comment-3135907-20141227182923/@comment-2246928-20150127165442

OOC: The whole Abbey is crumbling ruin, reduced to massive piles of rotting, molding stone. An old hedgehog, wrinkled and nearly spikeless with age, turns slowly towards the mouse from where he's slumped against the fungi-covered wall, blinking rheumatically at him. "H-hmm? Wor tha'?" Apparently he had drifted off to sleep a little longer than fifteen days.

The hedgehog immediately dropped the large chunk of rock in his paw, kicking it hurriedly aside. "Well finally y'garrup, Brother. Y've right been sleepin' th' whole day h'away!"